My buddy is crazy

Ah Yu was sitting next to me with a jug, and I sighed and looked at Wang Ba with an empty cup.He didn't rush me, and I didn't really want to ask for it myself.The memories brought out by the previous glass of wine didn't make me tremble any more, but the jump at the end still aroused my cold sweat.

The next glass of wine should be...

Remembering that the person in front of me had some memories with Xuyuan, I asked softly: "When you fell into Xuyuan, did you ever feel afraid?"

Ayu glanced at me, shook her head and replied, "It's just fog."

That's right, he lost his footing after fighting to the fullest, at most he was a little regretful.Ayu is a creature of Tiancheng, and the Void Abyss Demon Mist has little effect on him.His heart of fear is as thin as his heart of love, probably not as hypocritical as mine, and he has to consider whether he is afraid of falling in memory or not.

I didn't bother with this anymore, I stretched my hand forward, as if disdainful: "Come on, come on, come on, come on."

Ninety percent of the wine in the glass, but luckily I haven't shaken my hands yet.When I was about to gulp it down, Yulang stood up and covered my cup-holding hand with his sworn hand, moving steadily and slowly, pouring the wine into my throat.

When I woke up from this glass of wine, I found myself paralyzed on the ground, my head was protected by Ayu's single hand, and my legs were still twitching on the ground.After finally stopping, I noticed that my body was covered with sweat, and my hands and feet seemed to be rolling on the ground, and it took me a long time to regain control.

After all, to describe the desolation, I can't help but say a few words to explain the emptiness around me.

"In the beginning, when I was a Demon Lord... I always liked to wear red clothes. People who met me always liked to wonder why. My methods were not soft, and I was a little too strong, so they didn't always think about simple things. At that time, there was A casual cultivator also wrote an article "Ode to Red Clothes", the whole article is just guessing, "Swaying the red sleeves, the blood of Qianjiang comes", it means that I go to one place and kill another, and the way of killing is to swipe across the opponent with one hand The body and the head are separated, and when the person is dead, the head is thrown into one river, and the body is thrown into another river... Actually, I have never killed anyone. At first, I felt that killing people directly would not be enough to relieve my anger, but then..."

I gasped again, consciously slipping my tongue, but fortunately Yulang was not good at words.

Yulang supported me to sit up, I dusted off my robe, sat back on the stone bench, put the quilt on the small table, glanced at Wang Ba, and then continued: "Just now I said it was too far away, they said I am easy to kill the main It is also to consolidate the power of the demon king. The color of the clothes is always meaningful to ordinary people, but it has nothing to do with me. My appearance is not different, but I think red looks good on me."

I dragged Yulang to the lakeside, turned a lamp to light it up, turned the water surface into a mirror with a formula, and pointed at my own shadow to show off: "You think I was born well, too?"

Yulang tugged at my cuff with his hand, and when he saw me looking down, he quickly let go.I went to wrap his fingers around him, but he didn't hide or respond, as if he had shrunk back into his stone shell again, which really made me unsure of his mind.

I turned around the formula a few times in my mind, ready to do something inhuman, I rubbed his cheek with one hand, and pressed my thumb under his earlobe, leading him to look into my eyes. Gently spit out the question: "Why did Yulang join forces with Qingyang to harm me?"

"I never..."

I stroked his hair with the other hand, and superimposed the confusing formulas on his back layer by layer, and said in my mouth: "Qingyang's knife hurts, Yulang can see it."

I pulled him to a distance where he could smell each other's breath, and only asked, "Yulang must give me an explanation..."

"I can't tell..."

The speed at which I drew the runes on my hands was faster, and the voice was softer: "You can't tell what?"

His eyes were confused, and he was deeply immersed in the spell. He murmured: "I can't tell if you're still there...you always...disappear all of a sudden. Fu Qingyang said..."

I didn't stop my movements, and continued to entangle him in the love spell, luring him back to me: "What did Fu Qingyang say to you?"

"He said, if I don't promise him, he will tell you..."

"tell me what?"

The next words were obviously what Yulang didn't want to say. He began to deliberately resist my spell, and changed the subject with lowered eyes: "You taught me to do what I like. I am not preventing you from remembering the past, I just... ..."

I licked his lips, and hooked the corners of his lips ambiguously, and my heart quickened the formula, and asked: "What do you not want Fu Yang to tell me?"

"A few years ago... Dai Zhilin..."

This spell is going very hard, and I have to wonder if the other party is really deeply attached to me.I tore off his belt, moved the hand holding his cheek to his chest to draw, and the other hand clasped his waist, bringing him closer to me.I pushed Yulang's legs apart with my knees, pressed him onto the pillar, moved my hands down, and said softly, "What's wrong with Dai Zhilin?"

"Dai Zhilin... Ascension to this world, Fu Qingyang and I imprisoned him in the dungeon of his old palace. Fu Qingyang said, he will not hurt you, he just wants to try to get the secret of rebirth... I want..."

"what do you want?"

"I want...you just like me."

I withdraw my hand.Ayu was stunned by the pillar, still ignorant in his emotions, and didn't take the initiative to ask, just looking at me.The memory of being trapped in the abyss is really exhausting, and I have no interest in doing more.I glanced at Yulang's waist and suddenly felt apologetic, but at this moment I really just said softly: "I put some fun things in the warehouse in the far east, such as albums and utensils, if you need them, you can take them yourself Just use it."

Ayu shook his head, gathered his clothes, and only pointed to the wine on the table.

I poured myself a cup, glanced at Ayu, and swallowed it slowly.